Warm Water
by AstralMiscreant
Summary: Modern AU. Before it all started, before the swim club, before the injury, Sousuke was a much different young man. And before it all started, she was there with him, like a beautiful spectre that appeared at different times in his life. He never thought much of her, nor did she of him, until life threw them for a loop. Michiru/Haruka, slight Sou/Rin, and eventual Michiru/Sousuke.


**Disclaimer: I do not own anything. All rights belong to Naoko Takeuchi and Masahiro Yokotani.**

**Introduction: **This is a modern AU about Michiru Kaioh and Sousuke Yamazaki. In here, there will be no mentions of the Outer senshi or any Intergalactic/Extraterrestrial elements within this story since it will be set in the modern era of Japan; much like how the Free! universe is. All characters from both universes will make appearances, however, there will be no special powers exhibited and no extraterrestrial forces appearing from different galaxies or dimensions. This is simply a normal, "real world" -esque story revolving around Samezuka Academy, Infinity Academy, Iwatobi High School and Juuban Municipal High School.

This story will be comprised of many LGBT elements since the pairings will include Michiru/Sousuke, Haruka/Michiru, and Sousuke/Rin. Why did I decide to pair one of the better half of Sailor Moon's titular Lesbian couple with a male character who shows strong romantic inclinations with another character of the same gender? Because I thought it would be fun, that's why! Both the Free! and Sailor Moon universes revolve strongly around same-sex elements and are both marketed to different subgroups of the spectrum. The former being a nod to all-male "friendship" and the latter symbolizing Feminism and the inherent strength that women can possess. I thought this would be a fun challenge for me to write, thus I decided to tackle on this story. If it's not your cup of tea, you don't have to proceed further. Otherwise, if you're ready to read something fun and a little new, please, by all means, continue!

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><p><span><strong>Prologue: Warm Waters<strong>

_(With you I'm in warm water swimming down)_

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><p>As night descended upon the city of Tokyo veiling the towering buildings in darkness, the bustling streets from the morning somehow seemed to come alive with a different scene. Buildings scintillated under the shrouded sky, coming alive in exchange with colorful lights and different sights and sounds. It was a fast paced and buzzing scene with a myriad of night owls emerging from the deep, dark depths of their mundane mornings, while the husbands and wives settled back into their well-lit homes. Tokyo was by far one of the most technologically advanced and metropolitan like cities in the world during the mornings, but at night –a whole new side was revealed –a more vibrant side some would say; a sparkling, glimmering, neon canopy of fast cars, bright lights and inebriated hedonists ready to get their fill.<p>

Hundreds of yellow cabbies poured out into the scene, ready to transport each and every one of them to go about their sinful deeds and oh so willing to provide service at their beck and call. The cars rolled slowly down the heavily congested streets accompanied by a mixture of honks, yells, and catcalls. It all meshed together in a symphony of sounds only unique to the city and its night life alone. Tokyo was alive and running and no one could deny that.

Deep within the streets, another taxicab with a generic mix of yellow paint and black stripes rolled down the Sankakusu district and three figures sat rigidly in the back seats of the car.

_"Sit up straight!"_ A reprimanding voice called out.

With a heavy sigh, the young eight year old boy did as he was told and straightened up from his slouching position.

_"Don't roll your eyes! Where are your manners?"_ Another voice admonished, though it held a much more feminine timbre.

Sousuke sighed again, as he ruffled with the stiff dress shirt carefully folded underneath his pressed black coat. The process must have been grueling, each article of clothing seemed to have been pressed and steamed and rolled over in a never ending process to achieve some form of superficial idea of perfection.

This was why he hated western-style cut suits, moreover why he hated going to fancy events. His parents had dragged him along to some concert his father's boss mandated_, no,_ "invited" them to in the evening and like the obsequious kiss-ass his father was, he would agree and then the whole Yamazaki family was forced to come too. It was all so troublesome.

"Alright, Sousuke, I want you on your best behavior, you hear? That means no eye rolling, no fumbling and absolutely no smart ass remarks, okay?" His father said sternly as the taxi rolled to a slow stop right in front of their destination.

"I guess..." the little boy responded half-heartedly, earning him a frown from his mother.

The three Yamazaki's stepped out of the cab and were led by the valet down a glamorous burgundy carpet that ran down the entrance of the concert hall. With eager steps and one slow paced one, courtesy of the teal eyed little boy, they finally entered the threshold and into the dim-lit entrance hall.

"So, what event did your boss plan for us to see?" Setsuko Yamazaki whispered to her husband as she clung to the crook of his arm.

"Kaioh-sama wanted us to see his daughter play tonight. I heard she was a prodigy at playing violin, already booking concerts at the most distinguished music halls all over Japan, and she's Sousuke's age too," Mr. Yamazaki replied.

Hirohito Kaioh was one of the most influential corporate moguls in all of Japan, being the head director and CEO of _Kaioh Electronics_ –a software company that patented one of the first functioning touch screen devices in Japan. Sousuke's father, Daisuke Yamazaki was one of the many distributors of Kaioh Electronics' product and he managed one of the sub quarters back in Iwatobi. As a distributor, he made a fair wage, not enough to be regarded as upper echelon status much like the Kaioh's, but well enough to be considered upper middle class - or so they said. Which is why Daisuke Yamazaki would take any oppurtunity to please his boss, such as attending the man's daughter's violin concert on a day before his beloved son's big swim relay.

"Oi, Yamazaki! Over here!" Hirohito called out jovially as he signalled the approaching family towards his booth.

"Good evening Kaioh-sama!" His subordinate replied, ushering his family to meet the Kaioh's.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Hirohito-san," Daisuke's wife greeted the man then turned to his wife. "It is also a pleasure to meet you as well Mizushima-san."

The coupled smiled in return and then Hirohito's gaze dropped towards little Sousuke as he stood between his parent's having been silent this whole time. "And this dashing little man, this is your son Yamazaki?" The man beamed as he patted the boy on the head.

Sousuke held in an inward huff at the rough sign of affection, trying desperately not to disobey his parent's warnings earlier on the evening.

"Say hello Sousuke and greet them properly," his father whispered in his ear.

Holding back another sigh, the boy plastered on a half-hearted smile. "Hi, my name is Sousuke. I'm eight years old and...uh... I like swimming."

"You, know my daughter is the same age as you and she adores swimming too! But most of all, she is quite prodigious in playing the violin," Mizushima Kaioh gushed. "As a matter of fact, she's playing tonight."

"That's cool," Sousuke absentmindedly humored her.

"After the concert is over, we will have dinner at La Mer. You can meet her then," Hirohito smiled and Sousuke shrugged, earning him a light pinch on the arm from his mother.

"I-I'd love to," Sousuke gritted out as he shot a glare at his mother.

Upon being seated in the executive box, the lights had dimmed and the curtain rose. A young girl stood in the middle of the stage, all dressed and preened as she gave a light bow to the audience. She moved gracefully as she brought the violin to nestle in the crook of her neck and with dexterous fingers befitting that of someone who signified the epitome of elegance, the girl began to play.

It was as if the hall in its entirety had gone silent with nothing but the sound of the violin filling the air.

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><p>Sousuke stared absently at a salad fork he had been fidgeting with ever since the adults had seated him and the Kaioh heir at a seperate children's table. The girl sat opposite from him looking equally as bored, if not apathetic, as she too tried to find something interesting to keep herself busy. From afar, she had looked like the epitome of grace, but up close, the young girl was more substantial than that. Though young, Michiru Kaioh was quite a beautiful child with striking teal hair and deep blue eyes. In fact, Sousuke thought she looked like a princess. However, despite such a diaphanous appearance, the girl was quiet and more reserved. Sousuke did not mind this though, since he saw no interest in attempting to strike a conversation with her.<p>

"Would you like another cup of chocolat chaud?" One of the waiters appeared at their side, breaking the awkward silence.

"Oh, you're talking about the hot chocolate, right?" Michiru smiled politely.

"Yes, mademoiselle," the waiter replied.

"Then, sure and I'm sure he would like one too. Thank you," she gestured towards Sousuke.

"One moment please," the waiter said before disappearing to a different table.

"Thanks," Sousuke said indifferently as he set the salad fork down.

"You're welcome."

The two children stared at one another with bored looks. Smoldering teal burned into striking deep blue as each child had met one another's eyes.

"...So..." Michiru began.

"What?" Sousuke asked dryly.

"My mother told me you like swimming."

"Hn. And I have a big swim relay tomorrow too, but instead of resting in for the big day, I'm stuck here," Sousuke pouted.

"Oh, well that's unfortunate. I'm sorry to hear about that. I hope it's not my fault," the girl began dryly, even though she did not look sorry at all.

Sousuke gave her a pointed look before turning away with a huff, only to be met with a disapproving look from his mother who was looking directly at him from a few feet away in the adult's table. He turned back to Michiru to avoid her scathing gaze.

"You shouldn't be mad," the girl said softly. "I'm sorry... I mean, I kind of know how you feel since I like swimming too and I know how it feels to attend swim meets not in my top form. It really is frustrating."

The boy leaned forward in his chair, interest piqued at the mention of all things pertaining to the water. "Yeah, but more than that. I love swimming."

"That's nice. What swim club are you in? I've been swimming ever since I was little and now I'm part of the Infinity Academy swim club for the elementary division."

Sousuke's eyes widened ever so slightly at the mention of her being a part of one of Japan's most elite academies, but it was to be expected from someone to be regarded with high prestige such as the Kaioh Electronics heir.

"I'm part of the Totomi Prefecture swim club," Sousuke replied evenly.

"You must be a really good swimmer to be a part of a swim club already. I'm only in Infinity's swim club because my father's status. In all honesty, I'm not all that interested in swimming."

"Well, that's a wasted opportunity... But, I can understand why. You seem more into music and all that artsy stuff."

"Well, isn't it obvious? I've played violin in dozens of concert halls already! I spend most of my time dedicated to practicing and improving my skills in the violin."

"I do that with swimming. Every day I practice with my best friend Rin and we go down to the swimming pools to improve on our swimming techniques."

"Is she a good swimmer?"

"Yeah... Wait, you got it all wrong, Rin's a boy but -"

"With a girl's name? That's new," Michiru furrowed her brows.

"Yeah, it's pretty weird, but I actually know a lot of guys who have girl name's. A lot of kids from the swim club my best friend goes to have girl names like Makoto, Nagisa, Azami, Haruka... Like I said, a lot. I think it's called the Iwatobi swim club,it's more local than mine since I'm a part of the Prefecture's swim club. I'm not really close to any of them either, but Rin is, so I just know of em.' I'd never hang out in a group though because they all have girl names and I don't wanna be known as that one kid with the only boy name. I mean they literally all have girl names... Come to think of it, it is really weird."

"Haruka? I have a... er... best friend named Haruka. It's a really girly name, but she's very boyish... Kind of ironic..."

"Does she go to your school too?"

"Yeah, but she's not as in to music and art as me. She's more of a sporty type of girl, but she does try to support me with my hobbies despite that."

"What kind of sports does she play?"

"Basketball and swim."

"Is she a good swimmer?"

"Surprisingly, she's a little below me in terms of skill, but she's actually really good. Maybe you can meet her one day. I can invite you to my pool, it's really huge and has lanes in it that are great for swim practice and it also has temperature settings so we can pick however hot or cold we want the water. Father had it constructed when I was much younger in hopes that I get motivated to swim and practice when I was older."

"Cool."

"And after we swim, we can have lunch on my veranda and Kiyoshi-san can make us anything we want!" Michiru smiled - in that very moment, Sousuke could have sworn he saw sparkles manifest around her if that was physically possible.

"Who's that?"

"He's the house chef and he always cooks for my friends!"

"I'm your friend?" Sousuke questioned in slight disbelief.

"Well, of course you are. What else would you be?"

"Well..."

"Look, I think you're a pretty nice kid, Sousuke. Even if you seemed kind of mean at first -"

"But, you did too!"

"I always look like that!" The girl laughed matter-of-factly. "I don't do it intentionally. It's just, I'm always a little apprehensive when I meet new people."

"Oh, okay," he shrugged.

"So, swimming and then lunch at my house next Friday? Let's say at... hm, two in the afternoon? Since we both have school and all... I'll just ask my mother and father so we can hang out!"

"That sounds nice. I've always wanted to swim in a pool outside of the swim club's and the public pool."

Suddenly, the waiter reappeared in between the two with two steaming plates of food juggled carefully on his hand.

"I have the Gnocchi à la Crème de Morilles and the Truite grille aux Amandes," the waiter announced as he set the two plates before them.

"What even is this?" Sousuke grimaced. "I can't understand French so I ordered whatever I saw right off the bat."

"You ordered the Truite grille aux Amandes. It means grilled trout and it's supposed to be served along with châteaux potatoes and honey and almond dressing," Michiru stated in her matter-of-fact tone.

"Well, it doesn't sound that bad now that you've told me what it is," Sousuke murmured as he tentatively took a bite of his food. "So, what'd you get?"

"I got gnocchi in a mushroom sauce. I love pasta so whenever my parents bring me to places like this, I almost always order something with pasta."

"So, do you always go to Western style restaurants?"

"Not all the time. My parents love going to Michelin star restaurants and there's a lot all over Japan, so they vary. Sometimes there's French food, other times Italian, but most times it's Japanese food. I usually don't like going with them because they don't have food that I actually like."

"Heck, if I was forced to eat in places like this all the time, I wouldn't like it either."

"I always say that I don't like the food in these types of places too, but mother says it's because my palette hasn't matured yet," Michiru laughed. "If it were my choice, we'd be dining in a takoyaki stand!"

Sousuke laughed before returning to his meal and soon the table was filled with an amiable silence as both children shut their mouths from conversing to eat.

At the end of the night, both the Yamazaki's and Kaioh's bid each other their farewells before returning to their respective lives.

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><p>A few days later...<p>

_Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!_

The sound of an alarm blared throughout the veiled darkness, filling the room with the grating noise of an electronic whir. A tiny hand shot out from the crumpled sheets of the bed to slap the little machine and finally silence its annoying ringing.

"Wake up Sousuke!" His mother called out from outside the door. "You have to get ready for school. I've already laid your outfit on your bedside, okay?"

Peaking one teal eye open now, Sousuke sighed and began to roll off his bed wondering why on earth his mom decided to choose his clothes today. He then slowly stood up to proceed with his morning routine before heading off to school again.

At school, Sousuke proceeded to occupy his time with work and his daily routine.

_"Psst!"_ Sousuke continued to write as he busied himself with his long division sheet, idly tapping his pencil on his chin each time he was stuck on a new equation.

_"Psst!"_ He heard another noise but decided to ignore it as he lowered his head back to his papers.

"Psst! Sousuke! Psst!" At the mention of his name, Sousuke slowly looked up only to be met with an awkwardly twisted Rin leaning on his desk who was in the midst of throwing a crumpled up piece of paper at him.

"What? What do you want now Rin?" He queried in mild irritation edging slightly towards amusement.

"Why're you all dressed up for today? It's Friday, weren't we supposed to go to the park to play football after school?"

"Umm... No can do. Not today be -"

"What the heck Sousuke?!" Rin interjected.

"Shut up, you're being too loud."

"You jerk! I can be as loud as I want, see -"

"I'll talk about it at lunch. Not here," the boy finished sternly.

Rin huffed before turning back into his seat, ignoring Sousuke the rest of class time.

At lunch the two boys sat at a bench in the school courtyard to unpack their bento boxes and chat about everything and nothing. The afternoon sun was rolling in causing the whole court to be bathed in a warm glow and it shone brightly against the two boys' skin.

"Ugh, my mom only packed me onigiri today," Sousuke whined.

"Haha! My mom packed me a bunch of food today. I got croquettes, tamogoyaki and chicken!" Rin said between mouthfuls. "Hey, you want some?"

"Nah, I have to save my appetite," the teal eyed boy pouted. "My dad's boss' daughter invited me for lunch later so mom's making me do all this stuff to impress their family or something."

"Wait, isn't your dad's boss that really rich businessman, like the one who owns that big software company?" Rin queried as he gulped down his juice.

"Yeah... That's why my mom put in all this effort to dress me and to top it all off, she's starving me!"

"Well, the food better be good then."

"Every time we go out with them, which was actually only twice, they're always eating foreign food, so yeah... I guess it's pretty good," Sousuke shrugged.

"Well of course they eat Western food. They must be loaded! My mom told me your dad's boss is like one of the richest guys in Japan, I say you should kiss some major ass! Who knows, the guy probably throws wads of cash at anyone who pleases him -same might go for his daughter! With that money we could definitely buy a bunch of new swim suits or something."

"I don't really know much about his daughter, but she doesn't seem like the type to do that. Sure, she's nice and all, but she's not that generous..."

"Hey, but is she cute?"

"Ew, girls our age aren't pretty at all. So obviously not," Sousuke lied as a small blush of embarrassment bloomed on his cheeks.

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><p>As soon as Sousuke was led down the immense corridors of the opulent Kaioh estate, he immediately took back his words.<p>

When the Kaioh family's personal Butler, Seijuro, brought him to the pool room, Sousuke was met with the sight of the Kaioh's only heir dressed in a slim black one piece with her beautiful teal hair perfectly tied in a ponytail. Now in this state, the boy could not deny her inherent loveliness, but that did not mean he would ever acknowledge it. He was too much of a stubborn, prideful young boy to even begin with. Girls were not supposed to be pretty for his age,_ or so he thought…_

"Hi, Sousuke!" She waved as she jogged towards him. "I'm so glad you came. Now we can practice swimming and you can -" Michiru began excitedly.

"Wait, where's your friend?" he questioned as his sea foam eyes searched the room.

A look of melancholy befell upon her countenance and lips pouted ever so slightly. "Haruka doesn't like it when I hang around other boys, so she left when Seijuro-san announced your arrival about ten minutes ago..."

"That's weird. What is she, like your girlfriend or something?"

Michiru uncharacteristically blushed brightly as she turned away. "No! Why would you think something like that?"

"Well, my dad told me that people only get all jealous and defensive when they're seeing each other. So... I don't know."

"W-Well, you shouldn't think things like that... It's weird, you know?"

"Whatever," he shrugged as he sat himself on one of the many poolside benches that littered the room and proceeded to take his clothes off.

"We should just swim now... Um... Let's have a race!" Michiru urged quickly. "And we'll have Seijuro-san time and judge us."

"I was planning on it," Sousuke smirked before pulling off his pants to reveal his little black swimming jammers.

In the span of two minutes the two children had already dived into the warm waters and proceeded to swim freestyle as the butler stood above to judge.

They were on the veranda now, enjoying two bowls of yakisoba as they conversed of their previous swimming shenanigans. In the end, Michiru had beaten Sousuke in the freestyle stroke while Sousuke had bested her on the butterfly. The two were now laughing and joking with dampened hair and towels wrapped around one another as they gingerly ate their food.

"You know that pool really is cool. The temperature adjustments are freaking awesome, I like the warm water," Sousuke gushed as he took another bite of his food.

"Yeah, sometimes when it gets really cold, I like to crank up the heat and it acts like a really huge bathtub," Michiru replied.

"I bet you already have a huge bathtub anyway," the boy joked.

"Not really... I mean... You can take a look for yourself after we're done eating. After all, we need to wash away all this chlorine and some of the guest bathrooms are being renovated at the moment," Michiru said absentmindedly.

"Okay," Sousuke shrugged.

"You know, I really had fun today... and I know it would've been even better if you could've met Haru –she's a really cool girl. She kind of reminds me of you, you know, all cool and laidback."

"Too bad she doesn't like boys."

"Oh, well, she doesn't like boys per se. Matter of fact she hangs out mostly with boys especially since she's almost always playing basketball and footie with them... It's just she doesn't like it when I hang out with boys... It's kind of weird to explain."

"That is pretty weird but Rin acts the same too sometimes... maybe it's a best friend thing?"

"Yeah, maybe..."

"So, you said you were in the swim club for Infinity Academy right?"

"Yeah, but I'm probably going to end up quitting soon."

"What, why?! You're an amazing swimmer!" Sousuke waved his arms dramatically. "Why would you quit when you've got a bunch of potential? That's so dumb!"

"Well, I do love swimming, but mostly for fun. Remember when I told you that I'm not all that interested in it?"

"Well, yeah. But I didn't think you were serious!"

"Don't get me wrong, I love swimming, but not when it's all about competing and all that. Competition just sucks the fun out everything!"

"That's what losers say," Sousuke stuck his tongue out to her. "I for one think that competitions make everything way funner!"

"No, you're a loser," Michiru huffed.

"No, you're a loser!"

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

"Wanna say that to my fist, Yamazaki?" The girl uncharacteristically threatened in a playful manner as she rolled down the towel in an act to look as if she were rolling down her sleeve.

"Gladly," Sousuke replied with equal fervor.

Michiru was the first to lunge and the two ended up tumbling off their chairs and rolling on the ground, giggling all the while as they playfully shoved one another. Their shoving match was finally disrupted when Seijuro entered the scene and begged his young mistress and her playmate to break it up.

"Who's the loser now, huh?" Sousuke panted as the teal haired girl helped pull him back up.

"You are," she laughed and he flicked her on the forehead.

"Ow!" She whined as she rubbed her head, for once looking not so graceful and more like the eight year old child she should be.

"That's what you get," Sousuke said smugly.

"I'm gonna kick your butt Sousuke and after that I'll beat you at freestyle again!"

"Oh yeah? Then I'll beat you at butterfly and backstroke and breastroke and I'll beat you at... at everything!"

"No way! Well, then I'll beat you at, at..."

"Haha! See you can't think of anything! That means you're the lo -"

"Let's have a race! You. Me. Right now!" She said quickly.

"What? Are you crazy?! We just ate and got out of the pool, we'll get cramps!" Sousuke exclaimed.

"I wasn't talking about swimming! I was talking about running! You, me, down the hallway; whoever gets to the grandfather clock first wins!"

"Well, I'm not one to back down on a challenge. So you're on Michiru!"

The two proceeded to run down the hall, laughing all the way and for the rest of the day; both children spent it issuing challenges upon challenges against one another until they both ended up with stomach cramps.

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><p>At night at the dinner table the three Yamazaki's sat and ate their dinner and Sousuke chatted excitedly about his newfound friend.<p>

"So, how was it Sousuke? Did you behave yourself around Michiru-chan?" Mrs. Yamazaki questioned with a light smile as she served her two boys.

"It was so fun mom! You should've seen their pool it's almost as big as the public pool, but even better! Michiru told me that it could be adjusted at different temperatures and it did. And she told me that I could come back again and we could hang out and, and -"

"Breathe Sousuke," his father laughed. "You're talking too fast, I can barely understand you!"

"Can I go to Michiru's house again mom, dad? Please?" Sousuke begged.

"Well, we'll have to see if we can fit it in your schedule. After all you have school and swim practice on Mondays through Fridays and on the weekends you have your swim meets. We don't want you to miss out on any of your extracurricular activities," his mother began.

"Well, then maybe Michiru can come over here instead?"

"I'm sorry son, I don't think Michiru-chan could do that," Mr. Yamazaki replied.

"Why not?"

"Because she comes from a well off family and I don't think it'd be right for us to invite her -"

"But we're pretty well off too! Least that's what Rin and everybody else says."

"Yes, but, not as well off as the Kaioh's. Mr. Kaioh is one of the most influential men in all of Japan Sousuke, think about it."

"But, I really wanna play with her again!" Sousuke whined in his usual petulant manner.

"Look, we'll try to work something out. Until then, not right now Sousuke," his mother said as she lightly caressed his cheek. "I know you want to play with her again and I'm sure she feels the same way too, but not right now, okay baby?"

"Okay..." his voice trailed off in defeat before he finally dropped the issue. His eight year old mind would run a mile a minute and he had forgot about the issue altogether to talk about a new topic.

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><p>He never could find the time to hang out with her again. Most of his days were encompassed by swim practice and school and he could not find the time to even fit a day to play at the Kaioh household. Unfortunately, his parents had been right. Even so, Michiru still managed to keep in contact and often called the house phone since Sousuke's father took the liberty of giving it to Hirohito after he told him how his daughter begged for their number.<p>

She would call every Sunday night and Sousuke would wait for her calls, despite Rin's constant teasing. However, as time passed by, as days rolled into weeks and weeks rolled over to months, the calls began to come less and less. Sousuke never did find the time to ever see her and the same could be said for her. And when years began to roll by, the calls stopped altogether.

From then on, he would hear about her from time to time from word of mouth from his father, but she was now nothing more than a fleeting memory by the time he went to middle school and moved on to bigger things.

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><p><strong>Author's Note: <strong>This chapter was inspired by WARM WATER by BANKS it's a lovely song that really gave me a foundation to write this story upon. So, what do you think of my story so far? I hope it piqued your interest and if you have suggestions, questions, or comments please leave a lovely little review down below!


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